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Elizabeth  Mountcastle  Johnson 


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Berkeley,  Gz 
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iarch  19-1921* 


The  Illustrious 
ailing  you 


Poems 


Infinite  Thofor  a  very 
joyous  Baste 


1019  Florida// 


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ELIZABETH  MOUNTCASTLE  JOHNSON 


FIRST  EDITION 


Published  by 

HOFFMAN  PRESS 

Los  Angeles,  Cal. 


Copyrighted  1921 

by 

ELIZABETH  JOHNSON 
Los  Angeles.  Cal. 


DEDICATED 

TO 

MY  LIFE  LONG  PAL 
ROSE  EDWARDS  MABLE 


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ROSE 

No  matter  the  distance 

That  lies  between, 

As  night  brings  each  day  to  a  close, 

A  little  thought  message 

Is  wafted  to  me 

From  "Rose." 

A  message  of  love 

Thru  miles  of  space, 

On  wings  of  the  wind  it  goes, 

And  brings  me  encouragement 

In  all  I  do,  this  message 

From  "Rose." 

When  sorrow  and  trials 
And  troubles  come, 
Who  is  it  that  knows 
Just  how  to  comfort, 
Help  and  cheer? 
Why,  "Rose." 

When  joy  and  sunshine 
Light  my  way, 
Who  is  it  that  knows 
Just  how  to  join 
In  the  song  of  the  day? 
Just  "Rose." 


It  has  'ever  been  thus 

Betweec  we  two, 

And  will  while  life's  river  flows. 

And  on  thru  time 

My  comfort  I'll  find 

In  "Rose." 

If  the  earth  were  peopled 

With  Souls  like  hers, 

In  this  life  fhat  comes  and  goes, 

What  a  wonderful  place  in  which  to  live, 

If  there  were  only  more 

Like  "Rose." 


MY  DAILY  PRAYER 

Infinite  Thought  protect  me! 

Hold  me  each  day  in  Thy  love! 

May  I  trust  in  Thy  power, 

And  leave  all  thought  of  tomorroiv 

In  Thy  hands. 

To  keep  Thy  law  for  today, 

And  all  my  days  to  come, 

Living  each  one 

As  if  I  were  to  pass  on  the  next; 

And  yet  living  each  one 

As  if  I  had  centuries  before  me; 

Keep  each  hour  full  of  kindness 

For  the  weaker  ones! 

Keep  each  week  full  of  cheer, 

Help,  trust  and  love 

Three  hundred  and  sixty-five  days  in  the  year. 


THE  INFINITE  THOUGHT 


THE  INFINITE  THOUGHT 

They  all  filed  by 

In  a  long,  long  line 
Down  the  aisle,  thru  space 

And  on  into  time. 

Some  were  my  own  friends, 

Tried  and  true; 
Some  were  my  Father's  friends, 

Old  ones  and  new. 

Some  were  relatives 

Who,  long  ago 
Began  the  journey 

To  a  higher  plane, 
Who  were  now  passing  before  me 

In  a  long  row, 
Chanting  a  sweet 

And  soft  refrain. 

Some  strewed  roses 

And  lilies  fair, 
And  some  brought  violets 

For  the  thoughts  up  there  ; 
And  some  gave  a  kiss 

So  soft  on  my  brow, 
Methinks  I  can  feel 

The  joy  of  it  now. 


One  was  a  little  girl 

In  the  long  row, 
Who  said  that  I  helped  her, 

Once,  years  ago. 

Next  was  a  man 

Whom  I  never  knew, 
Who  said  I  had  helped  him 

With  a  prayer  so  true 
Prayed  at  the  Mission, 

Many  years  now  past ; 
But,  the  help  of  the  prayer 

Is  the  thought  that  will  last. 

Then  next  was  a  man 

Who  wanted  to  say, 
My  music  at  the  Mission 

Had  shown  him  the  way. 

Then  a  friend,  who  said, 

My  smiles  and  cheer 
Had  given  him  strength 

When  he  was  here. 

Then  a  dear  old  lady, 
Who  was  kind  and  true, 

Who  on  Christmas  I  had  given 
A  remembrance  to. 

And  a  man  who  sat 

In  my  Bible  class 
Said,  I  helped  him  find  God, 

As  he  filed  past. 


Then  I  tried  to  recall 

The  girl  to  my  mind 
Who  told  me  I  taught  her 

How  to  be  kind. 

Then  a  neighbor  came  next 
Who  had  lately  passed  on : 

Said  my  laugh  and  cheer 
Gave  him  heart  for  a  song. 

Then  a  little  girl 

Who's  eyes  were  so  blue, 
Said  I  helped  her 

To  make  a  dream  come  true, 
By  teaching  her  music, 

To  help  her  play, 
And  being  kind  to  her  "Daddy" 

After  she  went  away. 

Then  came  a  friend 

Who  remembered  the  day, 
That  I  helped  her  Doctor 

When  others  ran  away: 
And  she  thanks  me  again 

For  making  the  dress 
They  put  on  her  case 

When  they  laid  her  to  rest. 

Then  a  friend  of  my  Mother's 
Who  always  spreads  cheer, 

Said  I  helped  her  children 
Whom  she  had  to  leave  here. 

Then  a  dear  old  man 

In  whose  home  I  had  spent 
Many  happy  hours, 


Quite  content, 
Wanted  to  give  me 

His  blessings  today 
For  the  joy  and  sunshine 

I  had  brought  his  way. 

Then  the  Aunt  who  thanked  me 

For  favors  I'd  shown 
To  her  orphaned  children, 

Left  all  alone. 

Then  a  boy  friend  from  home, 

Who  passed  long  ago, 
Came  to  tell  me  the  most  wonderful 

Things  that  I  know; 
Of  how  good  thoughts 

Would  free  souls  in  distress 
And  give  them  joy, 

And  peace  and  rest. 

Then  somebody's  Father 

Came  a  long  ways  from  home 
To  give  me  his  blessings 

Wherever  I  roam ; 
And  out  of  all  the  friends, 

Who  came  today, 
His  love  and  his  blessings 

I'll  remember  alway. 

There  were  friends  of  my  childhood, 

Both  young  and  old, 
All  happy  to  tell  me 

Of  the  song  in  their  soul. 


And  the  dear  old  Preacher 

Who  was  Father's  friend, 
Said,  if  I  needed  him 

I  was  only  to  send, 
And  he'd  come  to  me  here 

Across  many  a  mile 
To  the  end  of  the  world 

For  his  friend's  child. 

Now  these  are  a  part 

Of  the  Infinite  Thought, 
And  they  teach  you  to  see 

How  good  deeds  are  wrought ; 
How  each  tiny  act 

Always  returns  home 
And  rewards  the  giver : 

But  not  that  alone, 
For,  see  how  they  spread, 

And  the  joy  they  give. 
From  the  old  to  the  young, 

They  help  them  to  live. 

And  even  in  space 

They  remember  how  true, 
Each  small  act  of  kindness 

Helps  carry  them  through ; 
And  they  go  on  and  on 

Till  the  circle  they'll  span, 
And  return  once  again 

To  this,  or  some  land, 
Where  life  will  continue, 

And  thoughts  grow  strong, 
And  the  progress  of  souls 

Will  blot  out  all  wrong. 


So  go,  Infinite  Thought — 

Spread  the  truth  far  and  wide. 
And  my  help  I'll  give  you, 

For  you  protect  and  guide 
My  footsteps  for  ever, 

While  the  circle  I  make 
For  your  love  and  blessings, 

Are  all  mine  to  take. 

And  the  long  line  of  friends, 

Who  have  soared  above, 
Will  greet  me  and  hold  me 

In  the  strong  arms  of  love. 
The  assurance  is  given 

That  this  life  never  ends ; 
Neither  love  nor  kindness 

Is  lost  on  the  winds. 

It  spins  round  and  round ; 

Thru  Eternity  it  goes. 
Good  thoughts  will  help 

To  conquer  your  foes ; 
And  love  will  live  always 

And  help  you  to  give 
Cheer  and  comfort 

To  friends  while  you  live. 


MOTHER  OF  MINE 

I  have  looked  all  about  me, 

To  try  and  find 
Another  dear  face 

Like  Mother  of  Mine. 

But  nothing  so  sweet, 

So  good  and  true  ; 
Nothing  I  find, 

Dear  Mother,  like  you. 

I  have  looked  all  about  me, 

To  try  and  hear 
Another  Voice  one  half  so  dear: 

I  have  tried  to  feel  safe 
From  care  and  harms, 

But  no  shelter  equals 
The  fold  of  your  arms. 

No  song  so  sweet 

As  your  Voice  could  sing 
When  a  little  child, 

My  cradle  you'd  swing  ; 
No  eyes  so  shining 

As  when  you  would  rest 
Your  sleeping  child 

Held  close  to  your  breast. 

And  so,  little  Mother, 
To  you  I  will  say : 


You  are  leading  us  upward 

In  thoughts  today ; 
Away  from  this  earth 

So  full  of  care, — 
I  know  you  will  find  us 

A  home  up  there. 

And  then  when  our  work 

On  earth  is  done, 
We  will  join  you 

In  your  wonderful  home : 
And  the  Infinite  Thought 

Who  works  for  the  best 
Will,  in  Thought,  let  me  pillow 

My  head  on  your  breast, 

Till  Time  has  had 

Its  work  fulfilled, 
And  I  have  had 

Earth  Thought  removed. 
Then  Mother  of  Mine, 

Our  Teacher  you'll  be 
In  the  Infinite  Thought  School. 

So  I'll  patiently  wait 

Till  the  time  shall  be 
To  give  me  my  home, 

In  space  with  thee, — 
So  we  wait  the  summons 

To  come  up  above : 
To  dwell  with  you 

In  peace  and  love. 


IF 

If  life  was  full  of  gladsome  days 

That  flowed  by  like  a  song, 
And  all  our  thoughts  were  good  and  pure, 

And  things  were  never  wrong; 

And  patience  had  her  perfect  work, 

An  idle  brain  no  rest : 
And  every  one  in  the  Universe 

Helped  to  work  for  the  best  ; 

And  if  every  face  wore  a  happy  smile, 

And  every  eye  was  bright — 
And  every  thought  was  a  thought  of  love, 

There  never  would  be  night. 

So  I  think  that  the  Infinite  Thought 

Just  knew  how  lonely  I'd  feel 
If  they  gave  me  no  one  to  whom  I  might  serve. 

Nor  a  broken  heart  to  heal. 

So  they  gave  me  troubles  a  plenty, 

And  heart  aches  not  a  few ; 
But  they  gave  me  the  strength  and  courage 

To  help  carry  them  thru. 

So  I  will  run  my  little  life 

To  the  tune  of  faith  and  love, 
Till  I  am  safe  with  the  Infinite  Thought 

In  space  up  above. 


LITTLE  SISTER 

Little  sister,  staunch  and  true, 
Helping  me  in  all  I  do ; 

Tell  mex  from  your  home  on  high, 
Who's  so  happy  as  you  and  I  ? 

We'll  stand  by  each  other 
In  all  we  do — 
While  you  talk  to  me 
And  I  talk  to  you. 

When  things  all  seem  wrong, 
Don't  know  what  to  do, 
Then  'tis  your  little  whisper, 
Be  true,  be  true ! 

So  here's  to  little  sister, 
Staunch  and  true, 
Helping  me 
In  all  I  do. 


NATURE'S  VOICE 

There  are  days 

When  everything  seems  to  go  wrong : 

When  the  heart  within  refuses  a  song ; 

When  none  whom  you  meet 

See-ms  to  have  a  smile, 

And  not  even  the  laugh  of  a  happy  child 

Will  help  or  cheer  in  your  lonely  way, 

And  you  sigh  and  sigh  the  livelong  day. 

Then  there  are  days 

That  seem  just  right. 

The  flowers  bloom,  the  sun  shines  bright, 

And  every  face  wears  a  happy  smile. 

And  the  laugh  of  each  little  child 

Fills  your  heart  with  love. 

Ah  !  the  joy  they  can  give, 

Then  all  your  being  thinks 

How  good  to  live. 

And  all  the  world 

Looks  good  and  true. 

Then  the  wonderful  mountains 

Can  talk  to  you, 

And  the  ocean  is  calm 

Like  a  silver  lake, 

And  all  the  world  bids  you 

Rejoice  for  His  sake. 

While  o'er  the  white  foam 
Of  the  ocean  breast, 


When  the  day's  work  is  over, 
And  the  Sun  starts  to  rest, 
You  can  stand  and  watch 
Till  the  last  tiny  ray 
Drops  into  the  water 
At  the  close  of  day. 

If  for  only  once 

You  watch  the  Sun  seek  repose 

As  you  stand  beside  the  sea, 

Then  everything  is  made  worth  while 

When  nature  can  speak  to  thee. 


THE  PRICELESS  TREASURE 

Some  men  think  they  know  what  it  means 

To  be  poor  without  any  gold  : 
But  it  isn't  the  man  with  the  empty  purse, 

But  the  man  with  the  empty  soul. 

Now  most  men  build  their  little  life 

Within  a  wall  of  dollars  so  high, 
They  do  not  see  the  needy  ones 

As  they  go  passing  by. 

Their  only  thought  in  life  is  gold, 

And  if  pity  be  found  in  their  heart 
It  is  only  the  pity  (that  of  the  rich  for  the  poor) , 

With  never  a  Thought  apart — 
That  perhaps  after  all 

The  poor  man  can  say, 
His  blessings  are  many 

And  come  every  day. 

So  you'll  find  in  life 

As  the  years  go  by, 
That  riches  are  things 

Sent  down  from  on  high. 
And  the  man  who  receives  them 

More  often  you'll  find, 
Is  the  man  without  gold, 

But  with  a  heart  good  and  kind, — 


Who  has  paid  his  Karma, 

And  kept  the  law ; 
And  his  store  house  of  r  iches 

Is  full  to  the  door. 
And  yet  there  are  those 

Who  will  say,  he  is  poor. 

Ah !  pity  the  man 

With  his  high  wall  of  gold, 
And  no  room  for  love 

In  his  lonely  soul. 

He  grows  weary  with  the  world 

And  all  mankind ; 
Passes  on  into  space, 

But  he  leaves  behind 
His  bag  of  gold,  and  joins  the  throng 

Who  must  atone  for  every  wrong. 

So  stop  and  think  what  poverty  means 

It's  an  empty  soul  within, 
Who  is  without  love  and  sympathy 

And  doesn't  know  how  to  be.ein 
To  build  a  wall  of  loving:  thoughts 

In  place  of  the  dollars  so  high : 
Then  he  could  see  and  help 

As  the  long  line  goes  by. 


VIOLETS 

Violets  for  Thought, 

Pansies  for  love. 
Lillies  so  stately  and  tall, 

Lilacs  for  poise. 

Both  purple  and  white, 
But  I  love  Violets  best  of  all. 

For  when  I  look 

In  their  dear  little  face, 
And  remember  the  work  they  do — 

How  they  send  out  Thoughts 

Both  to  rich  and  poor, 
The  Thoughts  for  good  deeds  true. 

Their  sweet  perfume 

Soothes  the  heart  to  rest 
After  the  day's  work  is  won, 

And  the  weary  soul 

Can  sing  a  song 
When  the  work  of  life  is  done. 

And  as  Thoughts  are  things, 
And  as  Violets  are  Thoughts, 

And  blue  stands  for  truth  and  love, 
Then  the  blue  Violet 
Always  takes  my  Thoughts 

To  the  Infinite  Thought  above. 


A  THOUGHT 

We  spend  our  life 

In  a  careless  way ; 
With  never  a  thought 

Of  what  we  say. 
We  talk  of  friends 

Old  and  new, 
And  tell  all  the  things 

We  "hear"  they  do. 

Of  how  each  one 

In  their  own  way 
Came  to  think  thoughts 

Of  a  world  today 
That  is  not  made 

Up  in  the  sky, 
But  here  on  earth, 

And  they  wonder  why. 

Such  thoughts  had  not 

Come  to  them  before. 
When  that  very  thought 

Had  knocked  at  each  door 
And  tried  to  come  in 

And  show  them  the  way. 
But  the  fear 

Of  what  their  friends  might  say 
Made  them  bar  the  door, 

And  the  thought  went  away. 


And  now  those  same  ones 

Are  trying  to  say, 
That  fear  and  sin 

Fill  the  world  today — 
When  there  is  no  such  thing 

As  fear  and  sin, 
Only  as  comes 

From  the  thought  within. 

Some  try  to  believe 

There's  a  God  on  a  Throne 
Somewhere  in  Heaven. 

They  say, 
But  if  heaven 

Is  within  the  heart, 
Then  God  is  with  you 

Each  day. 

So  unbar  the  door, 

Let  the  Thought  come  in — 
Love  thy  neighbor  as  thyself, 

Is  a  good  way  to  begin. 

Then  other  thoughts  will  follow, 

For  each  one  calls  for  more. 
Ere  long  you'll  find  your  store  house 

Crowded  to  the  door. 
Then  you'll  find  no  thought 

Of  fear  and  sin, 
For  God  and  Heaven 

Will  dwell  within. 


MY  BOY 

As  Christmas  draws  near, 

There's  a  world  of  cheer 
In  the  memories  of  long  ago, 

When  a  dear  little  boy 

Filled  my  heart  with  joy, 
As  each  Christmas  would  come  and  go. 

For  Santa  Claus  old 

Would  come  thru  the  hole 
In  the  chimney,  big  and  wide, 

The  stocking  to  fill : 

And  a  tree  to  build 
And  a  hobby  horse  by  its  side. 

And  long  before  day 

He'd  call  Mother  to  play, 
And  "Daddy,  come  quick,  make  a  light." 

He'd  call  Granny  to  see 

What  a  wonderful  tree 
Old  Santa  had  left  in  the  night. 

Ah !  those  were  the  days, 

Just  wonderful  days, 
Days  that  seem  just  right. 

And  now  I  can  say 

(As  mothers  have  a  way) 
He's  a  wonderful  man  tonight. 


And  as  Christmas  draws  near, 

I  need  feel  no  fear, 
For  his  thoughts  are  strong  and  true  ; 

And  the  babyland  days, 

And  the  little  boy  ways 
Are  things  he  used  to  do. 

They  are  treasures  I  hold 

Close  to  my  soul, 
As  he  grows  so  big  and  strong. 

For  the  Infinite  Thought 

Their  protection  will  give, 
And  nothing  can  go  wrong. 

So  dear  little  boy, 

My  heart  fills  with  joy 
The  same  as  in  days  of  old. 

And  so  to  me 

Each  day  I  can  see 
The  growth  of  your  beautiful  soul. 

Tonight  I  see 

In  the  future  for  me, 
The  teachings  so  wonderfully  true: 

That  thoughts  good  and  kind 

Forever  will  bind 
Your  little  boy  close  to  you. 

So  Mothers,  I  say 

In  love  today, 
Hold  your  little  boys  close  to  your  heart 

And  when  you  grow  old 

Their  love  you  can  hold, 
And  from  you  they  never  will  part. 


If  he  make  a  mistake, 

Just  for  his  sake, 
Hold  him  closer  and  closer  to  you , 

For  he  is  still  your  boy, 

Your  own  little  boy, 
So  long  as  your  heart  holds  true. 

For  my  heart  knows  tonight 

That  I  have  done  right 
To  stand  by  my  boy  all  along. 

And  I'm  happy  to  say 

That  the  thought  holds  today, 
And  my  soul  is  filled  with  a  song. 

So  here's  to  my  boy, 

My  wonderful  boy, 
Whose  thoughts  are  so  kind  and  so  true. 

Let  your  good  thoughts  flow  on 

While  I  sing  my  song, 
There  was  never  a  boy  like  you. 


THE  MAN  WHO  DARED 


THE  MAN  WHO  DARED 

Once  there  lived  a  man 

On  this  fair  earth  below, 
Who  dared  to  think  for  himself, 

And  dared  to  tell  you  so. 
He  was  good  at  heart, 

Nor  thought  a  wrong ; 
His  motto  was  love 

For  the  weak  and  strong. 

He  strove  to  make 

The  world  so  fair, 
A  better  place 

For  his  having  lived  there. 
He  fought  in  battles, 

Brave  and  strong. 
Never  fearing  the  right, 

Always  fighting  the  wrong. 

And  they  said  to  me, 

(As  they  have  a  way)  — 
He  is  a  dangerous  man 

In  the  world  today: 
We  better  show  him 

That  he  must  stay 
In  his  own  little  corner, 

Far  out  of  the  way. 

For  humanity  must  never 

Be  permitted  to  see 
That  this  man  is  wise, 


As  wise  can  be ; 
He  dares  to  say 

To  all  who  may  hear, 
That  thoughts  are  things 

Which  reach  far  and  near. 

And  that  all  things  are  yours, 

If  you  will  them  to  be. 
For  the  thought  was  first  ; 

Then,  "I  WILL,"  you  see, 
Makes  the  thought  come  true  ; 

Then  the  power  to  will 
Is  given  to  all 

In  the  place  they  fill. 

But  the  world  never  knows 

Until  we  pass  on, 
How  to  value  a  man 

So  good  and  strong. 
But  the  thoughts  that  he  left 

Are  with  them  today, 
Spreading  far  and  wide, 

And  you'll  hear  them  say : 

"What  a  wonderful  man; 

This  man  who  dared 
To  think  for  himself, 

And  never  cared 
Who  censured  or  reproved, 

His  thoughts  so  strong, 
He  stood  for  the  right 

And  fought  against  wrong. 


"His  courage  was  beautiful 

For  all  to  behold  ; 
And  a  lesson  we  learn 

From  this  man  so  bold, 
Is  to  be  sure  you  are  right : 

Take  your  stand,  good  and  strong; 
Hold  on  to  the  right 

And  forget  the  wrong." 

So  I  say,  "truth  and  courage" 

To  the  world  he  taught, 
For  now  he  has  joined 

The  Infinite  Thought. 

And  when  you  praise 

This  man  today, 
Don't  think  that  he 

Is  so  far  away. 
He  hears  and  sees 

All  that  you  do. 
And  now  he  knows 

What  he  gave  to  you 
Was  the  courage  to  stand 

For  the  thought  so  true. 

So  to  you  who  still  dwell 

On  this  fair  earth  below, 
Be  careful  of  your  thoughts. 

They  are  the  seed  you  sow  : 
And  the  time  will  come 

When  all  must  pay, 
For  the  seed  they  have  sown 

On  earth  today. 


So  send  out  good  thoughts 

Of  cheer  and  love, 
And  reap  your  reward 

In  the  land  above. 

For  the  time  never  comes 
When  a  thought  stands  still. 
It  goes  on  and  on 
To  the  tune  of  "I  Will." 

It  completes  the  circle 

And  comes  back  again : 
And  continues  to  chant 

The  same  refrain. 

Life  never  ends: 

Neither  thoughts  good  and  true ; 
And  somewhere  in  life 

They'll  come  back  to  you. 
It  may  be  here, 

It  may  be  there : 
But  your  thoughts  will  return, 

No  matter  where. 
The  life  within  you 

Finds  them  today, 
Here  on  this  fair  earth 

Or  in  space  far  away. 
They  are  the  same  thoughts 

You  sent  forth  on  their  way. 
So  be  careful  of  the  thought  seed 

You  are  sowing  today. 

Now  this  man  who  had  courage 
To  will  and  to  do, 


In  the  years  he  spent 

On  earth  with  you, 
Is  reaping  a  harvest 

Of  deeds  brave  and  strong. 
He  stood  for  the  right 

And  fought  against  wrong. 


THE  GREAT  COMMAND 

When  the  Pharisees  heard  how  the  Saducese 

Had  questioned  the  Nazarene, 

They  called  together  their  lawyers  and  wise  men 

To  perplex  this  man  so  serene. 

For  He  had  put  the  Saducese  to  silence: 

The  Herodians  had  slipped  away 

To  render  unto  Caesar 

The  things  that  were  Caesar's, 

According  to  the  inscriptions  they  say. 

So  the  Pharisees,  their  lawyer  and  wise  men 

Pondered  carefully  as  to  how  they  might  find 

Some  way  to  accuse  this  God  man, 

This  man  with  a  heart  so  kind. 

Methinks  I  can  see  this  council 

Suggesting  the  things  they  might  do, 

Caring  naught  for  the  hurt 

They  might  give, 

And  wounding  a  heart  so  true. 

The  wisest  of  all  was  the  spokesman, 
And  careful  to  omit  any  flaw, 
Decided  to  propound  a  question 
Concerning  the  law. 
So  vain-glorious  and  self-efficient 
Was  the  true  Pharisees'  way. 
(Some  of  these  still  dwell 
On  our  fair  earth  today.) 

Oh,  Master,  from  out  of  the  law 
Please  tell  us,  we  pray, 


Which  is  the  greatest  commandment  ? 
Then  paused,  waiting  for  Him  to  say: 
"Thou  shalt  love  the  Lord  thy  God 
With  all  thy  heart  and  mind." 
This,  I  say,  is  the  first  great  command : 
The  second  is  like  unto  it,  you  will  find, 
"Love  thy  neighbor  as  thyself, 
And  unto  all  be  kind." 

On  these  two  commandments 

Hang  all  the  law. 

So  spread  love  o'er  all  the  land. 

For  when  you  love  God  with  all  thy  mind, 

You  and  your  neighbor 

Walk  hand  in  hand. 

So  the  Pharisees  bowed  their  heads 

And  slowly  walked  away. 

Neither  the  wise  ones  or  the  lawyers 

Had  anything  more  to  say. 

And  from  that  day  forth 

Did  another  man 

Ask  Him  even  one  question  more. 

So  He  departed  from  the  Temple, 

Leaving  them  to  think  it  o'er. 

The  Pharisees  are  still  with  us  today, 
The  wise  man,  the  lawyers  bold : 
Still  asking  questions,  trying  to  confuse 
The  story  the  Nazarene  told. 
Beware  of  these  Pharisees 
Who  send  up  their  prayers 
In  public,  where  all  can  see  ; 
Trust  them  not  in  word  or  deed, 
They  are  not  what  they  seem  to 'be. 


SUCCESS 

Another  year  has  passed  on 

Into  time : 
Days  and  weeks,  that  to  me 

Were  kind. 
Each  of  us  lives  this  life — 

No  two,  the  same  way — 
And  yet,  there  are  those 

Who  say, 

"'Tis  a  long  way." 

To  me  each  day  is  full 

Of  cheer; 
Full  of  work  and  service 

To  those  here 
Who  need  a  word  of  kindness 

And  love. 
Who  never  heard  of  the 

Thought  above, 

The  Infinite  Love. 

Days  pass  into  weeks  and  months, 

And  ere  long 
Another  year  has  passed 

And  gone — 
And  soon  old  age 

Finds  each  one, 
And  sings  a  song 

"That  Life  is  done, 

And  rest  will  come." 


Ah !  No ;  remember  that  life 

Is  never  done. 
Life  is  eternal  and  continues 

Like  the  sun. 
It  turns  in  a  circle, 

Never  still — 

Chanting  over  and  over 

"I  will,  I  will"! 
Till  we  are  filled 

With  power  to  think,  to  do 
And  to  know 

Life  is  just  what  we  make  it 
While  here  below. 

And  when  things  go  wrong, 
Clouds  hang  lower — 

We  at  once  place  our  failure 
At  another's  door. 

"Think  it  o'er" ! 

Be  brave,  fight  your  battles 

All  alone! 
'Tis  you,  not  another 

Must  attone. 
This  life  is  only  given  to  you 

For  a  time. 
Teach  it  faith  and  love, 

And  to  be  kind, 

And  you'll  find 
Faith,  love  and  kindness 

Each  day 
Continue  to  lead  you 

In  the  way 
Where  gloom,  despair  and  failure 

Are  not  known. 


And  joy,  peace  and  success 
Are  your  own — 
Then  you  have  attone ! 

So  as  years  pass  on  into  time, 

I  say  to  you — 
Let  your  thoughts  in  life 

Be  true. 
And  at  the  close  of  another  year 

You  can  say — 
I  have  overcome  all  trials 

That  came  my  way, 

And  success  is  mine  today. 


KNOW  THYSELF 

Know  thyself,  was  a  command 

From  high  forces  above — 

For  to  know  Thyself 

Is  to  know  those  all  around  you 

And  to  have  compassion  and  love. 

For  to  know  is  widsdom, 

And  wisdom  is  to  understand ; 

And  when  we  know 

The  trials  and  sorrows 

Of  our  fellow  man, 

We  spread  the  mantle  of  charity 

Over  all  his  acts. 

Charity  suffered!  long  and  is  kind- 

And  some  day  we  find 

Faith,  hope  and  love 

Traveling  hand  in  hand 

All  thru  space, 

And  over  this  fair  land. 

So  when  Forces  gave  command 
To  know  Thyself, 
It  was  to  help  the  wide  world  over 
To  get  wisdom  and  to  understand. 

Far  away  at  Delphi 
Stands  a  Temple 
With  many  gates — 
And,  on  a  lofty  Tripod, 


The  "Pythis"  waits 

To  receive  divine  inspiration. 

And  among  the  inscriptions 

You  find  carved  on  the  smooth  wall, 

That — to  Know  Thyself — 

Was  even  then  a  command 

Given  to  all. 

On  the  Eastern  side  of  the  Temple 

May  be  seen, 

While  you  wait, 

Apollo  and  the  Muses, 

And  carved  over  the  gate 

Is  the  command 

To  Know  Thyself  and  understand. 

Life's  problems  are  many — 
Then  obey  high  Forces  command  : 
Know  Thyself  as  man  to  man, 
And  understand ! 


AN  EYE  FOR  AN  EYE 

An  eye  for  an  eye, 

A  tooth  for  a  tooth, 

Was  not  a  thought 

From  our  God  above : 

For  our  God  of  the  earth, 

And  the  God  of  all, 

Is  a  God  of  Infinite  Love. 

An  eye  for  an  eye, 

A  tooth  for  a  tooth, 

Is  not  the  teaching 

Of  kindness  and  cheer. 

And  our  God  of  the  earth, 

And  the  God  of  all, 

Never  meant  us  to  live  by  it,  here. 

An  eye  for  an  eye, 

A  tooth  for  a  tooth, 

Best  to  let 

Such  a  thought  depart, 

For  our  God  of  the  earth, 

The  God  of  all 

Is  a  God  with  a  loving  heart ! 

An  eye  for  an  eye, 

A  tooth  for  a  tooth, 

Is  not  His  daily  creed, 

For  our  God  of  the  earth, 

The  God  of  all, 

Is  not  a  God  of  graft  and  greed. 


An  eye  for  an  eye, 

A  tooth  for  a  tooth, 

When  we  have 

Such  a  short  time  here, 

No !  we  better  give  love 

And  add  to  our  store 

Of  faith,  hope  and  cheer. 

Forgiveness  and  love, 

With  kindness  of  thought, 

For  all  who  Swell  here  below — 

From  our  God,  the  earth, 

The  God  of  all 

Are  His  teachings,  we  all  know. 

If  we  keep  the  law, 
Obey  all  commands 
From  high  Forces  above — 
Know  the  God  of  the  earth, 
The  God  of  all 
Is  the  God  of  Infinite  Love ! 

So  forget  the  old  Mosaic  law ; 

Its  teachings  were  never 

Meant  for  you ! 

You  live  in  a  day 

When  the  world  needs  love, 

From  hearts  kind  and  true. 

So  the  time  that  is  yours 

To  help  or  to  hurt 

To  the  life  loaned  to  you  be  true. 

Teach  it  kindness,  first ; 

Then  forgiveness  and  love, 

And  all  things  will  come  to  you. 


THE  GIFT  OF  THOUGHT 

Oh,  wonderful 

Power  of  thought ; 

A  gift  from  the  God  on  high ; 

To  every  soul  who  seeks 

Shall  find  life. 

We  never  die, 

Death  is  only  a  word, 

For  life  is  eternal. 

And  you 

Must  teach  the  thought 

(That  is  part  of  the  life) 

The  power  of  will,  so  true! 

Now  the  power  of  thought 
Will  not  find  success 
If  it  must  stand  alone. 
It  must  be  supported 
By  the  power  of  will 
Till  the  life  shall  atone 
For  every  wrong : 
Both  in  thought  and  deed 
To  yourself  and  others  toe. 
For  wrong  thoughts, 
As  well  as  wrong  deeds, 
Will  keep  your  life  untrue. 

Let  your  thought  be  pure ; 

Let  your  deeds  be  kind. 

For  the  power  to  think  and  do 


Is  given  to  all. 

So  use  your  gift, 

It's  a  gift  that  was  meant  for  "You." 

When  first  a  thought 

Begins  to  dawn, 

Strengthen  it  with  your  will, 

And  as  each  thought  is  born, 

Nourish  it  till  it  grows  strong 

And  has  the  power  to  say,  "I  Will." 

For  not  until 

Thought  and  will 

Walk  hand  in  hand, 

Will  you  become  a  man ! 

For  thoughts  are  things, 
But  the  will  makes  them  so. 
And  to  all  this  power  is  given : 
For  if  the  thought  is  pure 
And  your  deeds  are  kind, 
You  are  filling  your  storehouse 
In  Heaven. 

So  think  your  own  thoughts : 

Let  no  one  say 

What  you  should  think 

In  your  Soul  today. 

It  is  yours  to  teach, 

So  to  yourself  be  true. 

No  one  is  responsible 

To  the  life,  but  you  ! 


A  LONGING 

Could  I  once  more  speak 
To  my  friends  on  earth, 
And  tell  them  how  thoughts 
Good  and  strong 
Would  heal  broken  hearts, 
And  heal  broken  minds, 
And  blot  out  all  wrong — 

Had  I  known  the  things 

That  I  tell  to  you — 

If  someone  had  whispered  to  me 

That  right  thoughts  give  health, 

And  right  thoughts  give  wealth, 

And  to  all  these  thoughts  are  free — 

Oh !  the  joy  it  gives  me 

From  out  of  space 

To  speak  to  my  friends  thru  you, 

For  you  make  conditions 

So  I  can  come 

With  my  message  of  love  so  true. 

So  each  day  I'll  give  you  a  message, 
And  I'll  give  you  the  courage  to  tell 
How  the  power  of  thought 
Many  souls  has  bought, 
And  there  is  no  such  place  as  hell. 

So  help  rescue 

Our  kind  and  loving  God 

From  this  thing 


have  placed  at  His  door : 
For  His  love  for  man 
He  spreads  o'er  the  land, 
And  will  live  forever  more. 

He  is  a  God  who  knows  no  wrath: 

His  teachings  are  forgiveness  and  love. 

He  never  made  you — 

He  never  made  me — 

To  banish  from  a  home  above. 

'Tis  true  ( as  we  know ) , 

He  made  a  law — 

You  must  love  others 

As  you  wish  them  to  love  you. 

You  must  be  kind 

To  all  you  find, 

And  live  a  life  that's  true. 

Keep  this  law  of  balance 

Made  by  Him. 

Teach  your  life  to  obey  all  commands, 

Then  think  your  own  thoughts, 

Let  love  be  your  guide, 

And  you'll  find  Heaven  then, 

Heaven  here  on  earth, 

If  you  wish  it  so. 

No  need  to  v/ait  to  pass  on, 

For  His  word  holds  true, 

And  the  thought  will  too, 

Good  thoughts  (forget  the  wrong). 

All  nature  speaks 
Of  a  loving  God, 
For  it  is  all  just  a  part  of  the  whole. 


The  same  old  story 

Of  truth  and  love, 

The  story  the  Nazarene  told. 

So  we  would  like  to  know 

Who  made  this  hell  ? 

That's  been  taught  far  and  wide ; 

Certainly  not  the  Son  of  God, 

Who  came  on  earth  to  abide 

For  a  little  time, 

Just  to  show  to  all 

How  thoughts  good  and  kind 

Would  heal  the  sick, 

Make  the  lame  to  walk 

And  open  the  eyes  of  the  blind. 

So  let  us  learn  a  lesson  from  Him : 

Let  your  thoughts  be  kind  and  true. 

And  always  do  unto  others 

As  you  would  have  them  do  to  you. 

Then  in  your  heart  and  life 

The  result  of  good  thought  will  tell, 

And  you'll  find 

You  are  living  this  life  in  Heaven : 

So  forget  the  teachings  of  hell ! 

For  I  say  to  you  from  my  home  above, 

Follow  the  teachings  of  the  Nazarene 

And  all  things  will  be  given  unto  you. 

Then  you'll  find  joy  supreme. 

So  I  say 

Could  I  live  on  earth  once  more 

I'd  spread  thoughts  of  love  o'er  the  land. 

And  the  Orthodox 

Would  pack  their  grips 

And  hide  them  away  in  the  sand. 


WASTED  YEARS 

The  days  and  weeks 

Go  all  too  fast, 

When  there  is  so  much  to  do. 

For  the  longest  life 

Is  short  at  best, 

Don't  waste  the  time  given  to  you. 

For  the  sorrow  that  comes 
From  wasted  years : 
The  gloom,  the  tears, 
Must  all  be  atoned  for 
Before  you  will  find 
Peace,  joy  and  love  sublime. 
Oh!  how  we  wish 
We  had  known  long  ago 
The  joy  of  service  here  below. 

Had  we  known  the  joy 

A  smile  could  give, 

To  help  some  one  to  live : 

Or  a  word  of  cheer 

Spoken  here  or  there, 

To  chase  away  thoughts  of  fear 

For  this  little  earth  band, 

Why  fear  to  live 

Here  or  some  other  land  ? 

Here  in  the  Kingdom  of  right, 
There  in  the  Kingdom  of  light ! 


It  matters  not  my  friend, 
For  there  is  no  end. 
We  must  serve  here  on  earth 
And  in  space  above. 
But  when  service  comes 
From  a  heart  of  love, 
There  will  be  no  tears 
Over  wasted  years. 


THE  DARK  HOUR 

Just  when  the  way  seems  darkest, 

Not  a  ray  of  light  to  be  seen — 
And  your  soul  is  bowed  in  sorrow, 

Not  even  a  tiny  sunbeam 
Can  shine  thru  the  clouds  so  heavy, 

To  brighten  your  lonely  way — 
Remember  it  is  always  the  darkest 

Just  before  peep  of  day. 

"My  burden  is  heavy, 

I  can  bear  no  more," 
Is  never  quite  safe  to  say — 

For  the  burden  we  feel 

We  could  never  endure, 
We  may  be  called  on  to  bear  today. 

So  cultivate  a  grateful,  contented  mind 

No  matter  what  the  situation  may  be 
In  the  darkest  condition 

To  look  for  some  light, 
And  be  thankful 

For  what  you  can  see. 
For  the  mind,  like  the  body, 

Can  be  trained  to  see  gloom, 
Even  tho  the  sun  is  shining  bright : 

You  forget  all  your  blessings, 
You  refuse  to  see  day 

But  only  the  gloom  and  the  night. 


The  silver  lining 

That's  behind  every  cloud 
Is  only  waiting  for  day — 

So  have  faith  and  hope, 

For  clouds  pass  on, 
But  the  silver  lining  will  stay! 

I  have  seen  some  clouds 

So  thick  and  black — 
I  felt  they  had  come  to  stay: 

But  in  time  they  roll  by, 

And  now  I  know 
The  dark  hour  is  just  before  day. 


DADD,Y 

My  wonderful,  wonderful  Daddy, 
With  hair  as  white  as  snow, 

I  am  wishing  that  I  were  near  you 
For  there  are  things  I  want  to  know. 

You  who  are  always  ready  to  give 
To  all  from  your  bountiful  store 

Of  love  and  cheer  and  sympathy, 
No  one  could  ask  for  more. 

For  love  you  give  in  plenty 

And  cheer  you  spread  far  and  wide. 
And  the  sympathy  I  could  find  today 

If  I  were  at  your  side. 

But  miles  and  miles  lay  between  us, 
And  yet,  I  feel  you  so  near — 

For  the  Infinite  Thought  has  assured  me 
You  are  sending  me  words  of  cheer. 

You  say,  be  brave  and  strong,  dear, 
For  I  am  helping  you  each  day 

By  sending  you  a  loving  thought 
To  help  you  on  your  way. 

Come  pillow  your  head  on  my  shoulder: 

Be  my  little  girl  once  again 
And  I  will  sing  you  a  lullaby, 

To  a  soft  and  sweet  refrain. 


'Tis  a  long,  lone  road  of  trouble 
That  we  have  travelled  together, 

And  you  and  I  have  seen  some  clouds, 
But  lots  of  sunshiny  weather. 

So  I  am  holding  you  in  my  wall  of  Thoughts, 

Though  the  Continent  divide. 
I  am  giving  you  a  kiss 

For  you  are  at  my  side. 

You  who  have  paid  your  balance  dear, 

Come  rest  in  Daddy's  arms 
The  same  as  when  a  little  girl, 

He'll  shield  you  from  all  harm. 


THE  CROSS  IN  MY  HAND 

The  Cross  in  my  hand 

Is  a  command 

To  heal ! 

To  relieve  the  suffering  and  distressed, 

And  I  have  all  revealed. 

The  Cross  in  my  hand 

Is  a  command 

To  be  kind ! 

To  teach  love,  sympathy  and  cheer 

For  all  time. 

The  Cross  in  my  hand 

Is  a  command 

To  be  true ! 

To  be  faithful  in  all  things 

I  am  called  to  do. 

So  let  me  obey  the  command 
To  heal,  to  be  kind,  to  be  true! 
For  the  Cross  within  my  hand 
Tells  me  I  have  work  to  do. 


LOVELY  NIGHT 

There  are  those  who  say 

They  love  the  day 

With  the  Sun  shining 

Warm  and  bright: 

But  for  me, 

The  stars  and  Moon 

Have  a  song  they  croon 

And  I  call  it 

"My  Lovely  Night." 

For  the  moon-beams  cold, 

Like  the  story  old, 

Hides  his  face 

From  his  rival  the  Sun. 

And  when  he  goes  to  rest, 

The  Moon  peeps  from  his  nest, 

And  seeing  the  day's  work  is  done, 

He  comes  creeping  so  proud 

Thru  the  door  of  some  cloud — 

To  keep  watch  o'er  the  earth 

At  night. 

For  lovers  all  know 

He  directs  Cupid's  bow, 

And  he  always  aims 

Just  right. 

Then  millions  of  stars 
Lend  their  twinkling  light 
To  this  moon-beam  up  above — 
And  they  help  him  to  sing 


"My  Lovely  Night," 
A  night  of  joy  and  love! 

Have  you  ever  seen 
Two  lovers  dream 
In  the  sunshine, 
Warm  and  bright? 
No !  they  hide  away 
From  the  Sun  and  day, 
And  wait  for  the  Moon 
And  night. 

Once  this  Moon 

On  the  third  of  June, 

When  he  was  so  wonderfully  new- 

When  a  silver  rim 

Was  all  to  be  seen  of  him, 

He  directed  an  arrow  so  true, 

For  by  his  side  so  near — 

A  tiny  star  nestled  there — 

Seemingly  happy  and  bright: 

This  star  seemed  to  know 

Just  how  Cupid's  bow 

Had  made  this  her  "Lovely  Night. 

To  the  Moon  it  meant 
He  had  been  content; 
For  to  him  the  story 
Was  old. 

But  to  the  star  so  bright 
It  was  a  happy  night — 
And  as  much  to  the  Moon 
She  told. 


All  who  may, 

Can  have  the  Sun  and  day: 

But  to  me, 

The  most  wonderful  sight 

Is  this  moon-beam  proud, 

Peeping  out  from  some  cloud 

Making  my  "Lovely  Night." 


TO  MY  LITTLE  FRIEND 

She  was  a  dear  little  girl 

With  straight,  red  hair; 
And  eyes  so  big  and  blue, 

And  a  face  so  sweet — 
And  a  heart  so  big 

And  Thoughts  so  kind  and  true. 

She  made  you  feel 

When  near  your  side, 
(In  her  own  little  spiritual  way) 

That  she  had  only  come 
To  visit  the  earth 

And  had  never  meant  to  stay. 

So  she  found  her  way 

Into  many  a  heart 
Where  she  left  her  Thoughts  of  cheer. 

And  many  of  us 
Who  are  better  today, 

For  her  little  visit  here. 

She  had  the  deepest  love 

For  things  that  were  pink, 
In  ribbons  and  dresses  and  hose. 

And  her  fondness  for  flowers, 
The  one  she  loved  best 

Was  a  beautiful  big  pink  rose. 

So  I  keep  on  my  table, 
That  stands  in  my  room 


A  bowl  of  pink  flowers  for  cheer. 

And  she  visits  with  me, 
And  little  secrets  we  tell 

Of  how  she  would  like  to  come  near 

To  the  dear  ones  at  home; 

But  their  grief  and  their  tears 
Hang  like  a  veil  between: 

While  their  Thoughts  are  true, 
But  she  wishes  they  knew 

That  to  die,  is  not  as  it  seems. 

So  if  they  will  stop  grieving, 

And  place  on  a  stand 
A  bowl  of  roses  so  pink, 

I'll  visit  them  there 
And  from  out  of  space 

Will  try  to  help  them  think. 

For  bright,  happy  Thoughts 
Helps  the  heart  grow  young, 
And  are  character  builders  too. 

So  think  of  me  here 
In  a  spirit  of  cheer, 

As  a  visit  I  made  to  you. 

So  spread  good  Thoughts, 

Bright,  happy  Thoughts. 
Help  the  old,  sad  world  to  see: 

For  in  as  much 
As  you  give  to  them, 

You  do  it  unto  Me. 

So  dry  your  tears, 
And  calm  vour  fears. 


For  life  is  eternal  you  know. 

And  Thoughts  are  things 
Both  good  and  bad, 

And  follow  where  ere  you  go. 

So  think  loving  Thoughts; 

Send  them  far  and  wide 
And  they  will  always  come  back  to  you. 

And  they  will  strengthen  me  here, 
And  help  you  there 

In  the  work  I  have  to  do. 

For  my  work  is  to  visit 

The  flowers  everywhere, 
And  give  to  them  whispers  of  love. 

For  their  little  life 
Is  part  of  the  Thought 

That  is  sent  out  from  above. 

So  begin  by  thinking, 

Of  the  circle  we  make 
In  the  endlessness  of  time. 

Have  good,  wholesome  Thoughts, 
The  same  loving  Thoughts, 

And  some  day  I  know  you  will  find. 

That  the  Thoughts  you  sent  out 

Have  returned  once  again 
To  fill  all  your  days  with  cheer. 

And  your  memories  of  me 
Must  be  bright  and  true 

Before  they  will  let  me  come  near. 

So  now  get  the  flowers, 
The  pink  rose  I  love  best 


And  place  on  the  stand  in  your  room. 

And  be  happy  and  gay, 
And  watch  every  day 

For  I  am  going  to  visit  you  soon. 


FRIEND 

What  is  a  friend? 

How  many  do  you  find 

As  you  come  and  go  each  day? 

'Tis  said,  only  one 

Comes  to  each  of  us 

As  thru  life  we  wend  our  way. 

Now  friendship,  'tis  said, 
Is  a  much  abused  word, 
May  be  lightly  spoken  by  you. 
But  I  know  one 
Whom  I  have  found, 
Always  faithful  and  true. 

She  has  big,  grey  eyes, 

And  golden  hair, 

And  some  dear,  little  freckles  too : 

But  a  heart  so  big, 

Full  of  love  for  all, 

And  a  happy  smile  for  you. 

She  spends  much  time 

Each  day  in  thought, 

Searching  for  some  one  to  cheer: 

And  I  know  the  life 

That's  been  loaned  to  her 

Has  been  taught  love  and  kindness  here. 

Her  motto  is  love, 

Her  watchword  is  truth 


For  all  who  pass  her  way. 

And  this  old  world 

Is  a  better  world 

For  the  life  she  is  living  today. 

When  our  work  here  is  finished, 

As  it  will  be  in  time, 

One  of  us  must  pass  on,  and  yet 

I  know  we  will  remember 

Our  friendship  here, 

My  dear  friend  I  call  "Pet." 


SMILES 

Do  you  know  the  joy 

That  comes  from  a  smile? 
Can  you  see  the  face 

Of  a  little  child, 
And  not  receive 

From  his  smile  so  true, 
A  lesson  in  faith 

Just  meant  for  you? 

Can  you  pass  them  by 

On  a  crowded  street, 
Weary  sad  faces 

Of  those  you  meet — 
And  not  smile  a  greeting 

To  the  face  so  sad, 
But  just  pass  by — 

Would  you  still  be  glad? 

Can  you  look  at  the  flowers 

That  bloom  for  all — 
The  violet,  the  rose; 

The  stately  lily,  so  tall, 
And  not  smile  a  greeting 

Of  thanksgiving  to  them? 
For  remember,  their  life 

Is  a  part  of  Him! 
Can  you  keep  from  smiling 

As  you  go  your  way, 
Receiving  favors  from  others 

From  day  to  day. 

If  you  cannot  smile, 

Then  your  soul  is  grown  old- 
And  what  do  you  find 


This  life  to  hold? 
For  'tis  certain  that  others 

Whom  you  see  each  day 
Will  begin  to  shun  you 

When  you  pass  their  way. 

Now  a  smile  costs  nothing; 

It  is  easy  to  give — 
And  will  help  all  you  meet, 

Their  life  to  live. 
It  will  chase  away  sorrow, 

And  to  some  hearts  bring  cheer. 
For  often  they  have  known 

Only  sadness  here. 

So  smile,  it  won't  hurt — 

But  will  help  you  too ! 
For  what  you  send  out 

Will  come  back  to  you. 
It  may  be  a  thought, 

May  be  love  or  a  smile. 
But  try  passing  them  around 
Just  for  awhile. 

Then  watch  how  soon 

They  respond  to  your  cheer. 
Think  of  the  joy 

One  smile  will  leave  here. 
For  when  you  help  others, 

You  are  just  helping  yourself. 
You  can  give  and  give 

But  there  will  be  some  left  ; 
And  the  thing  you  leave  here 

That  will  be  worth  while, 
Will  be  love  and  kindness 

That  went  with  your  smile. 


INFINITE  REPRIMAND 

A  heart  bowed  down  with  sorrow, 

Trying  to  go  all  the  way 

With  the  worries  of  tomorrow 

And  burdens  of  today. 

Yesterday  was  a  day  well  spent, 

All  laws  obeyed  by  you, 

And  yet,  weary  you  went  to  rest 

With  the  thought,  "Have  I  been  true?" 

Will  tomorrow  bring  me 
The  things  I've  lost? 
Will  the  Infinite  Thoughts  above 
Return  to  give  me  their  blessings? 
Return  to  give  me  their  love? 
Ah!  You  with  a  faith  so  weak, 
Will  you  ever  learn  to  say, 
Thy  will,  not  mine  be  done 
On  earth  as  in  Heaven,  today! 

Now  learn  your  lesson  of  trust, 

And  remember  you  sometimes 

Need  rest! 

So  don't  try  to  direct  from  your  place  below, 

For  the  Infinite  Thought  knows  best. 

They  watch  o'er  you  day  and  night: 

You  never  are  left  alone. 

So  forget  the  thought 

That  you  were  untrue, 

For  I  say  you  have  atoned. 


And  I  will  teach  you 

A  lesson  in  trust 

Each  day  as  I  walk  by  your  side. 

So  leave  the  cares  of  tomorrow  alone 

And  have  faith 

In  the  love  of  your  guide. 

Not  once  do  I  leave  you, 

Night  or  day: 

For  we  will  always  travel  together, 

Not  for  a  week,  a  month,  a  year, 

But  yesterday,  today  and  forever! 


LIFE'S  MIRROR 

When  you  stand  before  your  mirror, 
Do  you  see  reflected  there 
The  face  with  a  Soul  behind  it, 
Or  just  a  fact  that's  fair? 

Are  you  willing  to  admit  the  wrongs 

You  have  done  in  a  business  way? 

Or  can  you  look  yourself  in  the  face 

And  be  truthful  when  you  say, 

"I  have  kept  the  law  of  balance, 

And  treated  all  mankind 

Just  as  I  would  have  them  do  to  me, 

And  on  my  records  you'll  find 

Honesty,  truth  and  love 

For  all  who  have  passed  my  way." 

So  I  can  stand  before  my  mirror, 
And  see  more  than  a  face  today. 


Gaylord  Bros. 

Makers 

Syracuse,  N.  Y, 
PAT.  JAN.  2 1,1 908 


YC   14514 


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